..I am thus using my infinite imagination on this one and hopefully will be able to help you satisfy your lust in these desperate times of need, so le...t your imagination run wild and picture this,It is around 23h00 in the evening, your town / city is full Lock-down, police / militia are patrolling the streets to ensure that the "citizens" are adhering to the rules, people found wandering around get arrested and placed in solitary confinement, but you have decided to break the rules and find some. ”Ron chuckles, “That’s the first time I noticed you. They lost your luggage and you were in civilian clothes. I was really hoping you were a Second Lieutenant just like me. Man was I disappointed to find that you wasn’t.”Reese giggles, “It could’ve been worse, I may have been a Captain and then you would have to salute me every time you turned around.”Ron gets a little reflective as he remembers, “That was the first day I met your Dad Sam. He was my boss, and I immediately liked him. He told me. But, as many alumni were lawyers, the school managed to adhere to the letter, if not spirit, of the law in carrying out old-school traditions. Frosh Fun Friday (aka FFF) was one such near by not over the edge tradition.Seated on the dais before the 58 assembled first-year boys and girls were Headmaster, Frederick Ogilvy and Headmistress Abby Downton. Each were academic heads in their separate fields of expertise; Ogilvy in the arts and Downton in the sciences. And Headmaster and Headmistress. We continued to talk, us naked, him fully clothed. He asked where we were from, how long we had been practising naturism etc. We asked how long he had lived here and were there other naturist opportunities in the area that he knew of, etc.All of a sudden I became aware that here were my wife and I, both totally stark naked, talking to a total stranger that was fully clothed. It wasn’t the total stranger part that caught my interest as much as the totally clothed part. Despite naturist.